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This isn’t everything you are. I joined the Peace Corps when I was 21. I never went. The boy I thought I loved asked me to marry him and he wasn’t sure where we’d be in two years if I was away in the Peace Corps… so, I never went. This story isn’t everything I [...]

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I want to hike the Appalachian Trail and sleep outside for weeks… alone. I want to join the Peace Corps and end up in some far off land for a couple of years… alone. I want to camp underneath the redwoods in California and not take a bath and not wash my hair and walk around in [...]

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I sit and look out, hearing the ocean rolling in front of me… head back, eyes closed, … and I’m gone. Counting on my daydreams to carry me away, and they do, quickly… I can taste the salt on my lips, the uncomfortableness of the sand scratching my skin, the breeze — the breeze is welcoming [...]

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I was driving down the road early this morning, on my way to spend time with a friend. The sun was large and round in the sky, a welcomed sight after too many days of gray dreary weather that seeped into my soul. I had my sunroof open, my hair was blowing just the right way [...]

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“Because this business of becoming conscious, of being a writer, is ultimately about asking yourself, how alive am I willing to be?” ~~~ Anne Lamott (Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life)   I’ve come here many times this month. I’ve come here upset. I’ve come here happy. I’ve come here frustrated. I’ve [...]

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I’m sitting here, in a narrow leather chair at the wheel repair shop… surrounded by wheels and rims and men with grease on their hands and cars in various stages of disrepair. It’s been storming all night, loud clapping thunder that was only out witted by the sharp electrical flashes of lightning that covered the [...]

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Counter clockwise A simple shift…. a crow bar’s wrench to the left In the iris of your dark heart To make a space, a sliver…. an opening To actually see, touch and feel The light that is me. ~~~ Karen Schindler   I had a post all ready for the one year anniversary of my [...]

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I was reading lately about stress and anxiety and things that go wrong and the effect of things that go wrong and being bogged down and feeling bogged down and… wait, I’m sorry, what were we talking about? Oh, yeah… reading. Okay, so I was reading an article recently and it called for the reader [...]

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I distinctly remember recess in elementary school. The girls would all gather in groups and begin walking the perimeter of the basketball court or the kickball field or huddle around the teachers in case any errands needed to be run. I never hesitated to say goodbye to my girlfriends and head straight for the group [...]

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I have a dream, always the same dream, on many occasions, since I was a young child… always the same dream. The people in the dream change, the place that the dream happens changes… the premise stays the same though – a tornado is after me and I can’t out run it. I try — I run [...]

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